Mount Sutro is a natural rain forest in San Francisco, home to eucalyptus and pine and drenched with the fog and wind that comes in off the nearby Pacific.  The UCSF hospital is built into the side of this hill, and the windows of the hospital seem scant barrier to the vividly animating hillside, where sunlight ignites the motion in the early morning and the movement increases with intensity, even frenzy, as the day progresses.   The spirit inside and the life outside meld into a single rhythm of coming and going.

This is an intimate story of my husband’s illness and death, and how I imagined his gradual passage out into the space of the forest, the garden, the growing heart of it all.  I made these images purely caught up in those days with Mel.  I hope his loving nature and the love and tenderness of all those around us come through in my pictures.  I hope they are convincing enough in the ways of poetry and suggestion to reach beyond just one person or one family